Chapter 112: The Flower of Gaoling is Proud and Poisonous 20

Jiang Zhi listened to the story quietly. The girl Aunt Li mentioned was her, and she was also the protagonist in Li Chuan's diary.

She was originally just a supporting role in Li Chuan's life, but by some strange combination of circumstances she became an indispensable part of his life. She thought that to conquer him again was actually a gift from God to her.

Li Chuan looked towards Jiang Zhi, his eyes shining like a galaxy, like a clear spring with stars falling into it, presenting all his unbearable and numb past to the girl one by one.

Jiang Zhi gently hugged Li Chuan, and the gentle words disappeared in the air

"Sorry... Uh."

The overwhelming kiss came over her, trying to drown her. Jiang Zhi tasted the faint aroma of wine in Li Chuan's mouth and indulged in it unconsciously.

Li Chuan buried his head in Jiang Zhi's neck and breathed slightly, "It's okay."

Since adding Aunt Li on WeChat, Jiang Zhi often received "small gifts" from her, such as haute couture dresses, luxury cosmetics, etc. Whenever this happened, Jiang Zhi would always find a way to return a gift of the same price.

It was not until her junior year that she received a small box filled with photos of Li Chuan, from the age of one to two to adulthood. Some of the photos had begun to turn yellow, but it was clear how carefully the owner had preserved them.

"Host, I didn't expect the villain to be so cute when he was little."

Jiang Zhi's eyes were as gentle as water, gently stroking the child in the yellowed photo. Suddenly, her smile stopped abruptly, and her voice trembled.

"Xiaobai, something...something happened!"

Jiang Zhi rushed out of the door, and the photo that fell on the table was written on the back: Goodbye, daughter-in-law

Jiang Zhi found Li Chuan in an extremely quiet ward. He was sitting on the ground in a very ungraceful manner, with his hair hanging down and his expression unclear.

In front of him, there was a bed, and on the bed lay a well-dressed and delicately made-up woman with a smile on her lips, looking beautiful and gentle.

"A...Achuan"

Jiang Zhi's feet felt as if a thousand-pound branding iron was tied to them, and he couldn't move an inch.

Hearing her voice, Li Chuan finally reacted and slowly raised his head. His face was pale and bloodless, and the corners of his eyes were red, as if something was broken inside and blood was about to flow out.

Jiang Zhi ran over and half-knelt in front of Li Chuan.

Li Chuan seemed to have found support suddenly. His big hands tightly grasped Jiang Zhi's waist with great strength, as if he wanted to melt her into his bones and blood and crush her.

"Achuan, it's okay, it's okay."

Li Chuan buried his head in Jiang Zhi's shoulder, hot tears falling down, as if to burn a hole in Jiang Zhi's shoulder.

"It's okay, it's okay. Aunt Li has just become another form of companionship for you. The leaves you pick up on the roadside are her, the first ray of sunshine on your face in the morning is her, everything you see and feel is her."

Jiang Zhi's voice was soft and gentle, and she used the words that Li Chuan had used to comfort her before to comfort Li Chuan.

Just when Jiang Zhi thought that the consolation had worked, Li Chuan replied sullenly, "Where did you copy this sentence?"

Jiang Zhi:

It was a wrong payment after all.

Finally, Jiang Zhi learned the truth from the dean. There was no such thing as Alzheimer's disease. Aunt Li had cancer. She pretended to have Alzheimer's disease just to annoy Li Chuan and hoped that Li Chuan would not be sad after her death. She rejected the dean's suggestion of chemotherapy. She said that if her hair fell out, Li Chuan's father would not recognize her in the underworld.

She always felt guilty towards Li Chuan, so she never hoped to go to heaven.

But she didn't expect that Li Chuan never blamed her.

On the day of the funeral, it rained continuously in summer, the air was filled with mist, and the sky was gloomy and dark, making it hard to breathe.

Li Chuan had shed all his tears, his eyes were red and swollen. He knelt on the muddy ground, gently stroking the photo of his smiling face.

"Host, I'm sorry."

Xiaobai's cold mechanical voice seemed to have emotions, with a hint of sadness.

"Xiaobai, do you think Aunt Li can go to heaven?"

"certainly"

Jiang Zhi finally let go and stood there in a daze, looking at Li Chuan's dejected back, because she saw that her name was also engraved on the monument - daughter-in-law Jiang Zhi

The road down the mountain was muddy. Jiang Zhi's black dress was stained with mud. Her face was pale without makeup. Li Chuan's suit was also dirty. His eyes were swollen and even the tip of his nose was slightly red.

It was the most embarrassing moment for both of them. Jiang Zhi suddenly looked at Li Chuan with a smile on his face.

"Achuan, marry me"

Even though today is not a good day, there is no sunny weather, no red carpet as soft as satin, no gorgeous dress and crown, and no diamond ring that symbolizes eternity, I still want to give you a home.

Li Chuan's heart softened and he smiled and replied "Okay"

A white butterfly landed on a branch not far away, flapped its wings, and finally flew into the sky with peace of mind.

Li Chuan acted quickly and drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau as soon as he got down the mountain.

The two people were dressed in messy clothes, and the staff thought they were a couple who had just had a fight and were getting a divorce. They shook their heads regretfully.

"Such a perfect couple, why do you want to divorce?"

“We’re here to get married.”

The staff member was dumbfounded. After all, she saw a young couple getting married in such a hurry.

Although she was shocked, she quickly completed the process.

Jiang Zhi gently opened the gold-plated marriage certificate. In the photo, the two of them were leaning against each other intimately, and Li Chuan had tears in his eyes.

"Husband, husband, husband"

Jiang Zhi leaned close to Li Chuan's ear, his eyes full of teasing.

Li Chuan was driving, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, not daring to turn around and look at her.

Jiang Zhi continued to push closer to his ear.

"Chuan Chuan, Ah Chuan, husband"

Li Chuan's throat tightened, his sharp Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes were deep, and he gritted his teeth and said

"Wait for me"

That night, Jiang Zhi finally understood how to write the word "regret". If she could do it again, she would sew her mouth shut.

"No, no, go away"

Jiang Zhi kicked Li Chuan's handsome face fiercely, but her feet were tightly grasped by a big hand and pressed down suddenly. The breath of Li Chuan was overwhelming.

Li Chuan's eyes were red, heavy breathing came out of his chest, his lips were bitten, and his voice was tinged with trembling desire.

"Is it wrong?"

"No, no, I was wrong."

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Li Chuan smiled, leaned over and kissed the girl's lips tightly, pressing her shoulders with a terrifying force.

"It's too late"

The night is still long